Monday, May 28, 2012

escribir sin mentir... o mentir sin escribir... cada cosa tiene su forma... cada persona su cosa... amontonamos... siendo como somos... conociendonos poco a poco... o del tiron... caminando por un hilo... fino... pretendiendo ser diferentes... originales... terminando siendo iguales... excepto unos pocos... esos... bichos raros... olas de phosphoros... polvos de lata... entienden los que ya saben... ya que de una lata cerrada no se saca nada... ni agua... ni palabra... asi que seguimos este rumbo... el mundo se derrumbo... caminando hacia el futuro marcha atras... observando este pasado... recordando... que raro somos... que rara es la vida... a donde va...

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Monday, May 21, 2012

loaded up...

lift your head... check this out... don't get them worlds confused... don't get abused... all this information in your hand... who would have thought of that powerfull palm... realm... stay calm... no one's looking up anymore... take advantage... rage... flip through their pages... ages... you on stage... everyone can instantly know your profile... where your bus is heading... if you don't like reading... and if you in a realtionship... big brother is not watching you anymore... everyone is looking at their smart watches... wasting time behind celebrities... uploading... downloading... sight seeing through digital screens... missing the best part of it all... building walls... drawing borders... framing artwork... splitting time... atoms... classes... casts... colors... it's your choice... your self... your call... your personal space... you free to bow... blow... show... keep your head down...

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Tuesday, May 15, 2012

sourie vertuelle...

au pied... coucher... debout... assis... pas bouger... on repete... c'est la fete... tout le monde se la pete... c'est trop chouette... pirouette... touche quequette... pouet pouet... rien avoir avec la choucroute... encore une fois... sans mettre les doigts... pourquoi pas... c'est le jeux de la loie... monopotipolison... et vive le scrable aussi... sans soucis... inventer c'est gagner... comme au je du plus con... que le meilleur gagne... une boite de thon... picoler ca rend rond... gaiement que la france vas... 100 vas... drouille... deck... mec... tu t'es reconnu quand t'as vu... et puis l'age n'aide pas non plus... mais apparement y'en aurait des biens... qui sentes bons... et qui font pas de bruit... et puis... si y'a plus d'eau dans le puit... c'est la vie qu'est finie...

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Tuesday, May 8, 2012

walkin' in...

walkin' towards your past... sounds backwards... smokin' two thousand millions old leafs... smells funny... thinkin' ahead of time... it's all possible... all it takes it to face the future... walkin' backwards... thinkin' about it... enjoyin' what nature has precerved in its rocks... and rollin' it... it's about the journey... the destination... and everything in betweed... go from there...

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